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I LoVe You / My Angel / iNeKe

I USED TO WANT TO BECOME NEAR YOUR

LoVe oF THe TüRK BiG

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Love begins on a plain and empty canvas.

Timid strokes on pale pastel appear as love unfolds.

The blush of first love takes on misty pink;

our first heartbreak wears a tinge of purple.

For happy days, the brightest yellow; the lushest green for days of hope.

When storms darken our horizon, we paint somber grey clouds.

And then, the dawn breaks with the splendor of promises fulfilled.